The villain, the Son, frantically attacked them in order to survive

The roots of my ears are red.

"Miss Shuangning..."

Lu Mu stopped her.

"Um?"

Luo Shuangning turned around, her face expressionless, the blush on her face almost faded away, it seemed that she was completely cold all of a sudden, not as hot as before.

So fast.

Is this the power of the Ice Fiend Dao Body?

"As for the marriage contract, Miss Shuang Ning thinks it's all right?"

Lu Mu smiled lightly.

"There seem to be quite a few women around Mr. Lu, not bad for Shuang Ning. The marriage contract doesn't seem to be of much use to you, does it?"

Her tone was calm, without any disturbance.

But in fact, my heart has long been overwhelmed.

"Forehead……"

Lu Mu was stunned for a moment.

But when he hadn't figured out what kind of scumbag tone to use to deal with it, Luo Shuang looked at his embarrassed face, with a smile on his alluring face, like an iceberg melting into water, his cherry lips moved slightly, then turned and went back to the big house within.

Ok?

The meaning of her lips just now... as if she was saying "I do"?

He was really not sure if he read it wrong.

……

The next day, Lu Mu went out of the room, and in the hall, he had already seen Chixin with his chin resting on the edge of the table, and his twin ponytails looked like wilting tomatos.

"Brother Lu Mu, I want to eat."

Seeing him coming out, Chi Xin raised her head immediately.

"I'll take you out later."

Lu Mu smiled, sat beside him, poured himself a cup of tea, and took a sip.

Glancing outside the house, Luo Shuangning's sword-wielding figure was reflected in the sun, her white clothes fluttering, her long hair like a waterfall, and the sword's light like a rainbow, caused by the sword's aura, surrounded by white smoke.

No matter how you look at it, it is beautiful.

"Why can't we go out now?"

Chixin looks like he's too hungry,

"Because I'm waiting for someone."

Lu Mu smiled and stared at the direction of the mansion gate.

What happened last night, Xuanjian Shangge will definitely send someone to come to apologize today, among other things, at least "disciple stole two spirit treasures from the Treasure Pavilion guarded by four elders, and sneaked into Xuejian Immortal Mansion In the courtyard" neither he nor Luo Shuangning would believe it.

In the courtyard, Luo Shuang's condensed sword figure also stopped slowly.

A figure she was familiar with but was not very willing to see, from far to near.

Section 43#The Second Volume of Holy Son’s Travel Notes: Chapter [-]: To be a villain, to be crazy

A middle-aged man stepped through the gate of the mansion.

That extraordinary thick and heavy sword intent moved with him, dressed in a green robe, with a refined demeanor, and a fair face. When he stepped forward, the vast sword cloud above the main city of Xuanjian seemed to move with him.

Mr. Zhuge is here.

Luo Shuang frowned, and the long sword in her hand couldn't help but clenched a little tighter.

Yesterday, after Lu Mu told her about Xuanjian Shangge's "disciple committing crimes", she felt that Xuanjian Shangge could not be trusted even more.

Especially now, the master of the pavilion is closed to death, this chief elder almost controls the right to speak in the entire Xuanjian Pavilion, and he looks elegant and gentle, but in fact he has a dark mind, and he doesn't know what he is planning.

He came forward, looked at the big house, and said, "Martial Nephew Luo."

"Elder Zhuge."

Luo Shuangning just glanced at him, put the sword back into its sheath, and the sword energy all over the sky dissipated immediately.

"I know about the accident last night."

A smile appeared on his warm face.

"Accidental?"

"From what I've heard, those two sneaked into the courtyard with the spirit treasure you stole from the upper pavilion of Xuanjian. As far as I saw, there were four elders inside and outside guarding the hidden treasure pavilion, while two ordinary disciples To be able to steal the Lingbao under such guards...does Elder Zhuge think that I will believe this?"

"Or, the person I brought back has to be interrogated by you?"

Luo Shuangning's face was indifferent, and she asked indifferently, her voice was cold.

"Hehe, Master Nephew Luo, don't be angry. Although the rules of my Xuanjian Pavilion are strict, the management is negligent. I came here today for this reason."

Zhuge Jun's face remained unchanged, his eyes swept over Luo Shuangning, and then looked into the big room, but Lu Mu had already walked out slowly and stood behind Luo Shuangning.

He is dressed in a black golden phoenix robe, with a white jade belt around his waist, long sleeves fluttering, and his skirts are windy. His face is like a crown of jade, his eyebrows are like ink paintings, his eyes are like stars, and he is full of noble spirit and bearing like a rainbow, extraordinary and dazzling.

Anyone who took a look at him would know that this was an outstanding young handsome man who had already come out of the dust.

"The unicorn son of the Lu family, the holy son of Shura Palace, is really flourishing here."

"I'm Mr. Zhuge, the chief elder of Xuanjian Shangge."

Zhuge Jun smiled and bowed slightly.

Although he has stepped into Good Fortune and is already a great master of the Xuanhai Realm, he can't afford any airs of being a strong man in front of Lu Mu, because the two forces behind Lu Mu, not to mention the Xuanhai Realm, are just half a step away. Ask the ancients to get it.

This Xuanjian Shangge is regarded as the first-class human race in the Northeast Region, but it is really mediocre when taken out.

Among other things, the Grand Master of the Xuanhai Realm who is still on the sky, overlooking the main city of Xuanjian indifferently, is just an elder of the main line of the Lu clan, and he has been secretly protecting Lu Mu.

"The polite words will be avoided."

"I'd like to hear from you how you, Xuanjian Shangge, explained what happened last night."

Lu Mu said calmly, his eyes were not friendly, it seemed that if Zhuge Jun's statement made him dissatisfied, he would not let it go.

But he also has enough confidence.

In Lu Mu's eyes, this Xuanjian Shangge is no different from stinky fish and rotten shrimps. The pure power that has no role in the plot, senior brother Leng Wenxu, is more important than the entire sword cultivator school.

"Hehe, Martial Nephew Luo is a distinguished guest of my pavilion. My faction has a deep connection with Wanjian Qianshan. The successor of the sword master of Jianfeng comes here, so he naturally needs to protect it more."

"Last night, Lu Shengzi went back to this mansion with Nephew Luo. The law enforcement elder was too vigilant, so he sent two personal disciples to investigate the situation... It's just that I didn't allow this kind of practice."

Zhuge Jun's words were decisive, sincere and helpless, and the meaning of apology did not show much sincerity.

"Those two disciples died under the hands of the Holy Son, and the elder was also dealt with by me according to the law of the sect. He was assigned to the extreme north to guard the sword tomb. It can be regarded as my ineffectiveness in the Xuanjian pavilion."

He cupped his hands and said: "If Lu Shengzi is dissatisfied, I, Xuanjian, will make an apology again when I go to the pavilion."

"apologize?"

Lu Mu snorted coldly: "You poor swordsman, the things you can get are no worse than any dust in my Lu's ancient treasury."

He puts on airs as crazy as he is.

The original Lu Mu should behave like this kind of arrogant and ungrateful person. Of course, he may not be arrogant enough.

"That matter..."

Mr. Zhuge was not annoyed, he was still humble and sincere.

Lu Mu looked at Luo Shuangning, smiled and said: "You offended me, and you offended Xue Jianxian. If she is willing to expose it, then I will do the same."

Hearing his words, Luo Shuangning didn't think about it, but she responded indifferently: "There will never be a next time."

"I am your honored guest, and Mr. Lu is my honored guest. If you behave like this again, don't blame me for turning my face."

Luo Shuang condensed her body away, her apricot eyes were full of evil spirits, and she was as cold as snow, and the sword with flowing cloud pattern clanged in her hand, and the coldness of the sword dissipated.

"it is good!"

Hearing Luo Shuangning's words, Zhuge Jun was also relieved.

Lu Mu was naturally not satisfied with this explanation.

Isn't this a direct sin against oneself?It's just that Elder Luan seems to have been regarded as an abandoned son and directly exiled.

But since the other party has graciously admitted it, it is still Xuanhaijing Dazun who came to the door to make amends in person, so naturally he can't be too aggressive.

"Then ask about the pulse of the celestial burial, I also want to enter, and ask about the Martial Arts Conference, I will also intervene."

"I once intercepted and killed an elder of the Xiexin sect. He told me that the Xiexin sect was going to assassinate Xue Jianxian secretly. In this case, whether there will be some tricks in the martial arts conference will depend on whether you can go to the pavilion with the Xuanjian." Well done."

Lu Mu looked at Zhuge Jun with a cold light in his eyes.

"Don't worry... I'm going to the pavilion with my mysterious sword, and I'm not the same as the evil cultivators. Those evil cultivators can be punished by everyone. If you want to make trouble here, you have to weigh it."

Mr. Zhuge also looked at Lu Mu, their eyes were intertwined, and a group of dazzling electric sparks burst out in the air, which was about to explode, and a shocking aura spread instantly.

He had a different feeling in his heart.

A few days ago, the suzerain was furious, saying that one of the mantra Gu worms in the sect exploded, presumably some traitor said what should not be said.

Unexpectedly, it was the arrogant and arrogant kid in front of him who did it.

And he came prepared, the purpose was for Luo Shuangning, it seemed that he was destined to be the flower protector...

It doesn't matter, Zhuge Jun's heart is as clear as a mirror.

He had already consulted the suzerain last night, and the suzerain's request to him was that these two people ascend to heaven together, and let them be fateful mandarin ducks who lived different lives but died together.

That Xia Jiuyou is not an ordinary person, her cultivation base is more advanced than that of Xia Jiuxie, and she has been carefully cultivated by the suzerain himself. Even if she does not enter the source state, she is still at the peak of Pigong, and when the time comes, she will use some dark hands. The two of them are like the turtle in the urn in Wentian Burial.

"This is asking the Martial Arts Conference. If Lu Shengzi comes, it would be great."

"It's also time for the arrogance of the Northeast Region to see the amazingness of the two of you."

Zhuge Jun smiled elegantly, but his heart was full of evil.

Hmph, there is a time when the two of you die.

Section 44#Volume [-]The Journey of the Son of God: Chapter [-]: The Anger of the Trance

As the two tested each other, the atmosphere was not too tense, and there was some harmony.

Of course, the calculations in their hearts are naturally hidden very deep.

"Then, I still have some things to deal with. The Martial Arts Conference will officially start in three days. Before that, if Nephew Ruo Luo has no objections, please ask the Son to continue living in this courtyard."

Zhuge Jun laughed.

Luo Shuangning glanced at Lu Mu, who gave him a gentle but somewhat sulky smile, she snorted coldly, but she would not have any objection.

Have an opinion?

She naturally had an opinion, that is, this guy's little hands were really not very clean, but Luo Shuangning was not happy to let him live in another place.

Then reluctantly, let him stay with himself.

Zhuge Jun watched the silent interaction between the two, a chill flashed in his eyes, and he left immediately.

Luo Shuangning and Lu Mu stood in the courtyard, looking at each other speechlessly.

She turned her head, her eyes were cold, as if she was planning to use the sword to practice, but Lu Mu's eyes kept lingering on her body, and when they passed over the jade skin, she felt an unusual warmth. Luo Shuangning even knew that he was watching Where are the...

She was ashamed and angry, but she slapped Lu Mu's shoulder lightly with a knife. She didn't use much force, but just wanted him to retreat.

"Don't look any further."

Luo Shuangning's pretty face was as frosty as ice, and her voice was also a little colder.

But Lu Mu lightly held Luo Shuangning's soft hand with his backhand. The coldness, softness and tenderness filled his heart with an indescribable comfort. Grease, excellent hand feel.